Create. Evolve. Repeat.

 

Around thirteen and a half billion years ago, the Milky Way galaxy began to take shape. In all its shifting mass, its gasses and elements swirling and colliding, its spiral arms slowly swept outwards stretching towards the heavens.

Nearly ten billion years later, the Earth’s crust cooled. After an age of chaos, a random dust cloud had congregated and joined, crafting a solid body of molten rock and lava. The Earth had, for reasons unknown, been the porridge that was neither too hot, nor too cold. As after another billion years, bacteria emerged.

Records date back that the first dinosaur roamed the Earth two hundred and thirty million years ago; yet they were no giants. Through the painfully long process of evolution, it only took another two hundred and twenty-four million years for man to rise, and become the dominant life form on the planet.

In Forth century Greece, a complex geocentric model was put forward proposing that the Earth was at the heart of the universe. Then, later, in the Sixth century, Pythagoras suggested that incredibly the Earth was not flat after all, but spherical in shape and design. As recent as the Nineteenth century quantum theory came to be, and our understanding of the natural world was forever changed.

As we head forward from our present time by two hundred years, to the year twenty-two seventeen, we will discover that our reality is not what it seems, and that we live in a mere shadow cast by the fifth dimension.

As we shift forward again by another thousand years, a female scientist living on the Mars colony will observe and prove that life and death are two of the same, and that our being is infinite in time and space.

In three hundred thousand years, mankind will have completely and totally abandoned the physical part of our bodies, having transcended using unimaginably advanced technology, becoming nothing more than consciousness observing all realities simultaneously.

Out there, in the vastness of space, within the endless expanse that is the cosmos, on a planet one hundred million light-years away from Earth and one hundred million years into the future, an alien being, not unlike an early Australopithecine, looks upwards towards the blinking stars, and wonders, “Where are these tribes that I see above me?”